Boss Jack

Pick a lot o’cotton drag a long sack
Comin’ across the field well I see Boss Jack
He’s a ridin’ straddle of a single foot roan
When you know that horse you’ll leave him alone

The ole roan’s got green in his eyes
Mean as the devil and twice as wise
A fire in his nose and a bow in his back
Can’t nobody ride him but Boss Jack

Come on children bend your back
Work a little faster fill your sack
Then you hitch up the wagon take it to the gin
Finish pickin’ before the winter sets in

[ guitar ]

Now here while back when the crop was laid by
Remember who took us on a big fish fry
Caught a heap of catfish goggle eye and carp
Dashed and sang to the guitar and the harp

Well someday old Boss Jack is gonna set us all free
Gabriel gonna blow for you and me
Angels gonna bring that chariot from above
Floppin’ there wings like a turtle dove
Come on children bend your back…

 

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